Chapter 231 New Year's Eve

No one knows why Ms. Bai changed her expression.

I used to spoil my eldest son.

Now I lean towards Han Er.

Some people speculated that maybe it was because Han Zhan died that she suddenly loved him so much? In any case, Han Zheng had lost his parents' love and his mediocre talent had no advantages.

The halo faded.

He is not as good as any young man from an ordinary wealthy family.

therefore.

An Leyao was even more unhappy.

At this moment, watching her sister so distressedly protecting the unconscious Han Zheng on the ground, An Leyao was speechless and didn't know what expression to put on: "Sister, Bai Wanqing doesn't even support him anymore, why are you still so focused on him? He spent the first half of his life sucking the blood of his parents and brothers. Do you plan to let him suck you dry for the rest of his life?"

"Le Yao, you don't understand."

"Yes, I really don't understand!" An Leyao was convinced. "I forwarded you the recording of the conversation between Bai Wanqing and the Han residence's housekeeper. They said it so clearly. You are the stepping stone for Han Zheng to rise to the top, and our An family is a blood bag! Why don't you wake up? Still thinking about becoming the future wife of the head of the Han family? Think about it, sooner or later you will regret it!"

An Leyao is gone.

The figure disappeared in the hall in an instant.

An Yan, squatting alone, didn't look up, silently watching Han Zheng's battered and battered face. She lowered her eyes, remained silent, and it was unclear what she was thinking.

…

Meng Xi and Lu Cheng took Shi Yin to a nearby clinic.

Checked it carefully.

It's okay.

There was only a bruise on the shoulder blade on the back.

The clinic's apprentice was applying medicine to Shi Yin in the inner room. Through a door curtain, Meng Xi noticed the external injuries on the back of Lu Cheng's hand. They were caused when he was snatching the relics and fighting with Han Zheng.

The skin seems to be broken.

Bleeding.

Not to mention between friends, even strangers would subconsciously show concern when they saw someone injured. Meng Xi opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but swallowed the words back.

Afraid he would misunderstand.

Cause the same trouble as before.

"You take care of Shiyin here. I'm going back to Shine Building first. A few senior executives overheard the news of A Zhan's death and gathered together to cause trouble."

"……good."

Before he finished speaking.

The door of the clinic suddenly opened.

Lu Siyu, dressed in a suit and tie, looked out of place in this small clinic. As soon as he entered, everyone in the room stopped moving.

Including Lu Cheng.

Unlike the cold war he had been having with him for the past two years, Lu Cheng had now lost his impetuousness and frivolity. Not only did he not argue with him, but he even greeted him respectfully the moment he entered the door: "Dad."

"What's wrong with your hand?" Lu Siyu asked.

"I beat Han Zheng at the police station."

"If it weren't for Shi Yin and Shine Group, would you have planned to kill Han Tai and Bai Wanqing?"

"Yes."

Lu Cheng answered straightforwardly.

Also very calm.

It is only natural that killing someone means paying with one's life.

The couple had caused Ah Zhan's death at the Dubai airport on a rainy day, so they should pay the price. However, he still had responsibilities and could not sacrifice the rest of his life to seek justice for his brother.

He has to take care of Shi Yin who is mentally ill.

He has to shoulder the burden of Shine Group and protect the empire that Han Zhan spent fourteen years to build.

"I'll take care of the police station for you. When you get to the Shine Group office, don't just focus on work. You also need to take care of the wound on your hand. The day after tomorrow is New Year's Eve—"

"I can't spend the New Year with you this year. I have to watch over Shi Yin at Beishan Villa." Lu Cheng explained, "Her condition is unstable. I don't know when she will run out to find A Zhan again. Bai Wanqing has suddenly started to care about A Zhan again. I'm afraid that if I'm not here, Shi Yin will be no match for Bai Wanqing and her belongings will be taken back."

"You make your own decision."

"Thank you, Dad."

Lu Cheng bent down and left the clinic directly, his figure quickly disappearing in the twilight snowy sky.

…

Lu Siyu drove Shi Yin and Meng Xi back to Beishan Villa.

It's getting very dark.

He just said a few words to Meng Xi and left.

Watching the car disappear at the end of the road, Meng Xi turned and entered the yard. When he entered the house, he saw Shi Yin sitting on the chaise longue in the living room, fiddling with the New Year couplets she had bought at the supermarket today.

Meng Xi approached.

In a coaxing tone, he said to her, "Second Miss, shall we put up the couplets on the door tomorrow?"

"I'll wait for A-Zhan to come back and post it together."

"……Um."

"He'll be back soon."

"Yeah?"

"Of course, he sent me a message asking me to pick him up at the airport." Shi Yin raised her head, her almond-shaped eyes curved like crescent moons with a smile. When she mentioned her lover, her voice became sweeter and softer: "I'll get up early tomorrow to make snow cake."

Meng Xi pursed his lips.

No words.

About half an hour later, after packing up the things she bought from the supermarket, Shi Yin got off the sofa and put on her slippers. The big wolf dog quickly got up and followed her pace to the master bedroom on the second floor.

…

New Year’s Eve is a day for reunion.

Han's house was particularly deserted.

By the time the butler had served the last dish, the table was already filled with dishes, but the people sitting on the chairs showed no sign of picking up their chopsticks. An Yan, the youngest of the family, sat there in silence, glancing sideways at the pale-faced Ms. Bai, then at the stern-looking Han Tai, her gaze finally settling on the empty chair across from her, which was covered in rice.

That was Han Zhan's position.

An Yan couldn't help but think of New Year's Eve two years ago.

That day, Han Zhan brought Shi Yin to Han's house for a reunion dinner, but Ms. Bai didn't even look at him. Not only did she not save a seat for him, she also didn't give him a good look during the meal. She just kept picking up food for her beloved eldest son, Han Zheng.

Now the person is dead.

She became a mother who doted on her young son.

He had a tablet made for Han Zhan and placed it in the ancestral hall in the backyard, where he would burn incense day and night, spending the entire day there. A few days ago, despite his still-unhealed body, he personally went to the police station with a large group of people, just to claim Han Zhan's belongings.

If someone didn't know the truth, they would think she loved Han Zhan very much.

Treat Han Zhan as his life.

What is the reality?

Twenty-nine years had passed since Han Zhan was born, and she had never even celebrated a birthday for him from the bottom of her heart. She also always said that he didn't deserve to be born into this world and that his existence was superfluous.

The restaurant was quiet for a long time.

Han Tai, the head of the family, finally spoke: "Let's eat."

Everyone looked at Ms. Bai at the same time. She picked up her chopsticks and put some food into the bowl in front of the empty chair. As she did so, she said, "Ah Zhan, today is New Year's Eve. Come home for dinner."

Before he finished speaking.

A series of messy footsteps came from outside.

The housekeeper ran hurriedly, as if frightened by something, and his voice was incoherent: "Madam and Sir... Second, Second Young Master is not dead... He, he is back..."